Chapter 62: A Delicacy
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 62: A Delicacy
I brought the slime slave home.
In just half a day, Yuria’s house was transformed beyond recognition.
“It’s sparkling. There isn’t a single speck of dust.”
First, the dust was gone.
The old dust that had piled up in every nook and cranny of the walls and floors had vanished completely.
Cleaning happened automatically just by Marin walking around.
Even Yuria’s kitchen, which I hadn’t even known how to tackle, was now polished to a shine.
It was so perfect that it felt less like she was good at cleaning and more like she had reached the realm of turning old things into brand-new ones.
She’s definitely worth the 30 gold.
She showed incredible performance in all aspects of housework.
However, Marin did have a few issues...
“Ugh. Sunlight... Master, I feel like I’m going to evaporate...!”
“Whoa! Hey, get back inside! Stop hanging the laundry!”
“Yes, sir!”
It was a bit tricky to have her work outside during the day.
While the sun was up, she acted like she was dying the moment she stepped out.
I could actually see her body shrinking in real-time, so hanging the laundry seemed like it would be difficult for her.
Given the nature of slimes—who prefer dark, damp places—it seemed the moisture in her body evaporated if she was exposed to sunlight for too long.
If left under the sun, she looked like she’d turn into a shriveled-up earthworm.
“Still, this is pretty great.”
She didn’t need clothes, and since she slept inside a jar, she didn’t need a bed either.
Even food costs weren’t an issue; she only needed protein and water, and the bugs inside the house served as Marin’s meals.
Yes, Marin’s very existence made her the natural enemy of house roaches.
When she flicked a part of her body toward a bug, it would get snatched up like it was hit by a frog’s tongue, pulled inside her, and dissolved instantly.
“Does it taste good?”
“Well, I’m not sure if I can really taste things. I just like the feeling of them being crushed.”
“So you eat for the texture rather than the flavor?”
“Yes. When I swallow something alive... how should I put it? My heart goes thump-thump. It makes me feel good.”
“Huh.”
So she enjoyed the act of swallowing things alive.
It seemed Marin still had the wild instincts of a monster within her.
Among those afflicted with the Curse of Transformation, those whose wild instincts remained too strong sometimes fell into Labyrinth Assimilation and became full-fledged monsters.
I suppose everyone with the Curse of Transformation has some degree of monster nature or instinct left in them.
“But won’t you get sick if you just eat anything like that?”
“Hmm. I’ve never been sick. Once I dissolve it all, it becomes clean!”
She seemed able to regulate her internal acidity; since she dissolved things into extreme acid the moment she swallowed them, there was no way for bacteria or viruses to survive.
Purity itself.
She dissolved everything before germs even had a chance to live, making her a living, all-purpose bleach.
She was a master of housework, and all the miscellaneous pests were handled by her. It was great because there were no food costs and no cockroaches.
I had always thought this world had too many bugs.
It couldn't be helped; this world was at a medieval level of civilization, so rats and bugs were like neighbors.
If you didn't adapt to the bugs quickly, life became extremely exhausting.
In the beginning, I couldn't even sleep because of the cockroaches.
I still find them utterly repulsive, but I'm no longer at the point where I can't sleep because I'm afraid of them.
If anything, the things that actually keep you from sleeping aren't roaches, but lice, bedbugs, and fleas.
“Cleaning is finished!”
“It really is spotless. This is amazing.”
“Right? Now, it’s Master’s turn!”
“Huh? My turn for what?”
“I believe a clean Master should live in a clean house! Now, follow me.”
“Wait, hold on! Whoa! Olivia! Help me!”
“Yes...!? I’ll help you...! But... where are you!? I can’t see...”
Olivia fumbled her arms through the air.
It looked like I wasn't getting any help from her today.
In the end, I was caught by Marin and dragged to the bathroom.
“Now, now, just relax! Sit right here!”
“What is this... You’re going to wash me?”
“Yes! For your information, Olivia is next!”
“Wait, what?”
“No more talking, please take off your clothes. I’ll wash you until you’re sparkling.”
Was she really going to scrub the old grime off my body?
Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since I’d had a proper scrub-down after falling into this world.
“Hmm.”
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad?
Following Marin’s instructions, I stripped off all my clothes and sat on the bathroom stool.
Soon, Marin wrapped herself around me, sliding over my body as if licking me.
It was an incredibly bizarre sensation.
How should I describe it? It felt like a slightly cold waterbed was hugging me and licking me all over.
“Have you ever done this before?”
“Huh? No? This is my first time. Please be understanding if I’m a bit clumsy.”
“Oh. No, it’s just... you seem very skilled.”
“Aha. Maybe it’s because a slime’s desire to swallow a human is manifesting?”
“This is safe, right?”
“Yes!”
I’m not going to get eaten, am I?
Of course, since we have a master-servant relationship and she has a slave brand, it should be impossible for her to attack me.
But with my body being sucked in like this, I couldn't help but feel like I was about to be devoured.
“Um, Master.”
“Yeah? What?”
“I’ve been wondering about something for a bit.”
“About what?”
“You have an erection, don't you?”
“....Yeah. Sorry. It just feels too good.”
To be honest, Marin’s touch was so good that my cock had grown hard.
I hadn't intended to use Marin sexually at all, but it ended up this way.
But I couldn't help it.
After spending several days in the hospital with no way to release my energy, I guess this was only natural.
“Um, Master.”
“Yeah. What is it, Marin?”
“I, well, I’m not sure if I’ll be good at it. But if it’s not too much trouble... would you like me to help you finish?”
“What?”
For some reason, Marin couldn't take her eyes off my cock.
There was an unmistakable trace of lust and sensuality in her voice.
Is this girl in heat?
Do slimes even have mating seasons?
“The thing is... since a while ago... a savory scent has been coming from Master’s crotch... Gulp. It’s not that it’s dangerous. It’s just, well. It’s like a, you know, slime-like desire? It’s being... stimulated.”
“Wait, what are you talking about?”
“It... smells delicious... coming from Master’s crotch...”
“....”
Marin stroked my lower belly while swallowing her saliva.
It seemed she was already thinking of nothing but sucking my cock.
No. I can't add any more women.
This is a matter of survival.
I already have Yuria, Yuria’s mother, and Lady Leah.
Even the Three Villainesses are constantly eyeing me.
In many ways, I’ve become involved with too many women lately.
This isn't good.
I might die from having all my essence drained.
So, it’s better to restrain myself for now.
“Listen, Marin.”
“Yes?”
“Well, for now... I think it’s a bit too early for us to have that kind of, you know, physical relationship? You haven’t even been here for a full day yet. It’s already... well, it’s a bit much, don't you think?”
“Is that so... You weren't... planning on touching me...?”
“Huh? Oh. Right? I just needed a housekeeper.”
“But. But... then why were you curious about my virginity?”
“Huh? That was... uh... because of the price?”
“The price? In the end... virgins are more expensive. Doesn't the fact that you bought me anyway mean you bought me because I was pure? You sought out my virginity... and now you’re just going to make me clean and do laundry and housework? This is an insult to a woman...!”
When I said I wouldn't give her my cock, Marin started arguing with tears in her eyes.
It seemed Marin had already reached a state where she absolutely had to suck it.
She kept saying it smelled savory.
In my opinion, I think she just wants to eat my semen.
Is it a desire for the sperm swimming inside?
Yes. A blind urge for the baby seed has manifested.
This is bad.
“Hmph... are you really not going to give it to me...? It’s so angry right now... I want to stroke it gently and soothe it...”
“Ugh...!”
Finally, Marin began to stroke my cock without permission.
Since I hadn't given her leave, she couldn't grip and shake it, but her movements as she stroked it to gently coax out the semen were no ordinary feat.
I haven't been able to release properly lately... I feel like I’m going to blow.
Marin’s hands were incredibly soft.
It was as if her entire body had the supple elasticity of a breast.
With such a slime virgin pressed against me, stroking my cock, it was driving me crazy.
I’m going to blow anyway at this rate. If I’m going to blow... wouldn't it be better to go out feeling even better?
I made my decision.
“Fine. Just this once.”
“Really! Yay!”
As soon as permission was granted, Marin moved in front of me and opened her mouth.
Her gelatinous mouth stretched wide and swallowed my cock whole.
Slurp, squelch, slurp.
It was a sensation completely different from a woman’s vagina.
It felt like my cock was being wrapped in soft, slightly cool breasts.
The suction and pressure were so high that it felt like my cock was being half-pulled out as it was sucked into Marin’s mouth.
“Slurp. Whoa. Master’s cock is delicious... Can I keep sucking?”
“Uh... sure.”
“Yay! I love it, I love it! Master’s cock is the best!”
It was a blind act of plunder, devoid of love or affection.
Revealing her appetite for my sperm without reservation, Marin sucked my cock mercilessly.
“Ngh...!!”
I was sucked as if I were being unilaterally exploited.
She pumped out the semen like some kind of milking machine.
I couldn't hold back any longer.
In the end, I ejaculated, my hips bucking, filling her mouth.
The semen I hadn't been able to release in time poured out in a flood, and I could see with my own eyes Marin’s translucent stomach filling up with white fluid.
“Crazy...”
The aftereffects of the deep ejaculation caused the strength to drain from my body.
A strangely addictive sense of lethargy.
This felt very different from when I did it with Yuria.
It literally felt like I had been devoured.
Is this how it always feels to mate with a monster?
I don't think I’ve ever been this pleasantly exhausted before.
“You produced so much. Do you feel refreshed?”
“I really do. Wow...”
The word "refreshed" was the perfect fit.
I felt so refreshed that my body went limp, like when you sweat it out in a hot bath.
Beyond just having ejaculated, it felt like I’d received a massage.
As I basked in the lingering warmth of the climax, I saw the semen that had entered Marin’s stomach slowly being broken down and digested.
“Whoa. This is a delicacy.”
“Wait, semen tastes good?”
“Out of everything I’ve eaten since my body changed like this, Master’s sperm was the most delicious. I want to eat it again.”
“....”
Seeing her consume my semen with such relish gave me a strange sense of depravity.
Can I even call this depravity?
The fact that the other person had eaten every bit of the baby seed I’d discharged somehow poked at my sense of morality.
The feeling of having committed a forbidden act.
Yes, it wasn't a noble mating for the preservation of the species...
It felt like I’d fed my baby seed to a monster as a meal replacement.
As my thoughts deepened, I felt like I might get hard again, so I quickly shook my head.
If I kept giving her my semen like this, I felt like I would eventually fall under the demonic charm of the monster known as Marin.
It wouldn't be love or affection, but literally being pickled in pleasure, so I decided to stop.
“I’m all washed, so I’m going now.”
“Yes! Next! Olivia!”
After leaving the bathroom, I sent in the dazed Olivia.
Soon, sounds that were either screams or moans began to drift out of the bathroom.
Olivia was probably going through something similar to what I had experienced.
“...”
“Olivia, are you okay?”
“...I feel... like I’ve lost my dignity somehow...”
“What?”
“I feel like my entire body was licked...”
“I felt like I was being eaten.”
Olivia and I sat at the dining table and shared our feelings.
In the meantime, Marin brought out food.
“You know how to cook, too?”
“Yes! I’m a stew master!”
“Wow.”
It was delicious. It had the feel of a home-cooked meal.
I really made a good purchase.
A woman who is a master of housework and can even cook—now that’s a true woman.
Even though she was a slime, I think there are people who would go crazy for this kind of thing.
After filling my stomach with the stew Marin had made, I headed to bed early.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Olivia.”
I hugged Olivia and closed my eyes.
Marin would probably go into her jar and fall asleep.
I’m a bit nervous.
Tomorrow was finally the day to enter the Labyrinth.
I’d be taking the Young Lady’s Party through the 1st floor of the Labyrinth.
Since we’d mostly be sticking to the 1st floor, nothing much should happen.
Still, I prayed that I could return home safely.
And that when I returned, Yuria would be there.